Chapter 667 — Tang Yun's Hesitation, and Rumors That the School Is Actually a Biochemical Base Where Viruses Are Cultivated and the Students Unwittingly Touch the Virus Source, Setting Off a Biochemical Crisis!

Of course, all of it was couched in the language of conjecture — merely Can Lang's personal hypothesis. If you care to call it slander, he had made himself plain enough: this was speculation! The whole truth awaited the police investigation!

That way, not a soul could pick a hole in it. In the end, Can Lang added a parting warning, written in the grimest of tones: at a school as terrifying as this, not even the chairman's own daughter had escaped unscathed — who among us would still dare send our children there?

Could today's twenty-eight students be your child tomorrow? Cherish life. Stay away from No. 1 High School!

The moment Can Lang's report went out, the parents of No. 1 High School erupted on the spot. One after another they swarmed the school, demanding to take their children home and never let them set foot inside again. The report had said it plainly enough: in these circumstances, who would dare go on studying there?

What if tomorrow the one in a coma was their very own child?

The principal and the dean of students were both away; only a vice-principal was holding the fort, and he was in no position to stop them. After all, when a parent wanted to take a child home, he could hardly refuse.

So most of the school emptied out in a single sweep, and fewer than a third of the students remained. Classes could not go on; the vice-principal could do nothing but announce a temporary suspension — every student was free to go home.

With Wei Zhao nowhere to be found, Kang** went looking for Liu Xinwen and Tang Yun. Neither girl's family had sent anyone to the school; Tang Yun's parents were both at the hospital, while Liu Xinwen's were busy hatching a strategy for the demolition.

"Has the leader been in touch with you?" Kang** asked Tang Yun.

"No." Tang Yun shook her head. "He must have something on."

Tang Yun had no wish to be the sort of girl Wei Zhao saw as keeping watch on his every move. If he said nothing, she would not, of her own accord, pick up the phone to ask.

"Sister-in-law Tang, did you know? Gu Mengyao is one of the twenty-eight students who collapsed. The hospital has already issued a critical-condition notice — they don't expect her to last past tomorrow. After that, no one will be competing with you!" Kang** dropped his voice as he spoke.

Earlier, when Shen Yushu had run out of the classroom with Gu Mengyao on her back, Kang** had been there as well, only he had not known what was going on; now that the news had spread, he learned that Gu Mengyao had fainted too. Lovely as she was, and out of sympathy for such a beauty, Kang** did not want anything to happen to her — but he had a girlfriend of his own now, and he stood squarely on Tang Yun's side, so naturally he did not want Gu Mengyao doing anything to hurt Tang Yun. If Gu Mengyao truly died, it would be a pitiful thing — yet Tang Yun would have no threat left to fear.

"Ah!? She... collapsed too?" At Kang**'s words Tang Yun went blank. She had never imagined Gu Mengyao would be among the students in a coma. She did not like her, true — but that did not mean she wanted her dead. It was only that lofty, superior air of hers that Tang Yun found distasteful; still, if anything happened to Gu Mengyao, Tang Yun would feel for her. After all, Gu Mengyao was only nineteen, in the blooming season of her life...

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes. Ah, who could have foreseen it?" Kang** sighed. At noon Gu Mengyao had still been quarrelling with Tang Yun in great glee, and in the blink of an eye she was lying in a hospital.

"This..." Tang Yun hesitated. She truly hesitated.

The instant Tang Yun heard that Gu Mengyao had fainted and been taken into hospital, her first thought was that Wei Zhao's medical art was superb — he would surely know what to do. But asking Wei Zhao to treat her own love rival? Tang Yun found it awkward, and her heart was none too comfortable either.

Yet she could hardly stand by and let someone die. A rival was a rival; let her come and compete openly, and Tang Yun was not necessarily afraid of her. She was Wei Zhao's girlfriend now — that was her advantage. That other girl was merely his employer!

At the thought, Tang Yun's heart lightened. Better to call Wei Zhao, then. After all, Gu Mengyao was his employer; now that she knew, how could she leave her to die?

"Yunyun, what's wrong with you? Don't tell me you're fretting over Gu Mengyao?" Liu Xinwen had read the hesitation on her face and could not help asking.

"Xinwen, I have to tell Wei Zhao about this. He knows medicine — he should be able to cure Gu Mengyao. I can't just watch her die." So saying, Tang Yun took out her phone. It had taken one fall but had come through unharmed; only the paint on the back had chipped a little.

"Ah? Yunyun, have you gone soft in the head? If Gu Mengyao dies of it, there'll be no one left competing with you — why on earth would you have Wei Zhao go and treat her?" Liu Xinwen stared at Tang Yun as at something queer and wanted to feel her forehead, to see whether she had a fever.

"Xinwen, one thing is one thing and another is another. She can compete with me — I'm not afraid of her. But letting a rival die on purpose... that is not something I can do..." Tang Yun bit her lip. For all her claims of fearlessness, she was in truth still a little apprehensive. The young lady was every bit as beautiful as she, came from a far better family, and — going by her own words — the pavilion nearest the water is the first to catch the moon; the two of them, one might say, stood on the same starting line. And the crucial difficulty was that Shen Yushu lingered forever at Gu Mengyao's side, dead set on becoming a little wife, and even wanting to play at some threesome.

Innocent as Tang Yun was, she was not entirely ignorant; she knew perfectly well what a threesome meant. She had heard the boys in her class talk about such things — it seemed to hold a powerful attraction for them. She only wondered whether Wei Zhao would prove equal to the temptation.

"Sigh — look at you, not a word of it sincere." Liu Xinwen caught the flicker in Tang Yun's eyes and shook her head. "Still, have it your way. If you want to call, call."

"Mm." Tang Yun nodded and dialed Wei Zhao's number.

Wei Zhao looked rather helplessly at the parents who had stormed in, at a loss for how to explain. By rights, now that Gu Pengzhan had spoken, Wei Zhao would naturally own the duty as his own — but at this very moment he had no real solution to offer either.

Wei Zhao sighed and had just opened his mouth to speak when his phone rang, conveniently saving him from the spot. He gave Gu Pengzhan an apologetic glance and answered: "Tang Yun, what is it?"

When nothing was wrong, Tang Yun rarely called him during school hours; even when something did come up, most often she sent a text.

"Wei Zhao, where are you? I heard Gu Mengyao fainted and was rushed to the hospital. Go and save her — quickly." Tang Yun set her teeth and said it.

"Hm?" Wei Zhao started slightly. He had not expected Tang Yun to ring him specially so that he would go and save Gu Mengyao. Wei Zhao smiled. It seemed that Tang Yun and the young lady were not, after all, quite so irreconcilable as he had taken them for.

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